Professor Without a Soul

Bin Chuan knew his place. In the corner. In the shadows. In solitude. Gan Yue had passed the point of no return. The pain had become familiar. Now the scars were not only on his body, but also in his soul. Cui Wei was sure of one thing: he felt nothing. And he was no longer who he used to be. Fei Zhao could not stop. He lived as if he were burning. Quickly. Brightly. Frenetically. But here, at the university of conjurers, it didn’t matter.